I swear it’s like the idiosyncrasies I came to love of each person I’ve been involved with all combine and make up the the ideal person I would doubtlessly want to spend the rest of time and beyond with, aka the foremost f-word I’d hate to ever come out of my mouth (aside from ‘finna’): forever.
If only my constant thoughts of such idealness would physically manifest so that the vacancy in my heart would be occupied no less and no more than it should be.
Sherrie:
Fuck you, you, and you. After June 6th, you and everyone else like you will be completely irrelevant to me.
So fucking relevant. I can’t wait to get out of this shit hole. Thank goodness.. After this week, one more fucking last semester of this hellhole. I’m so fucking excited.
YES. YES YES YES YES. YES.
It shouldn’t be that much of a surprise, honestly.
Like, really…………..
And then. They ask one of the questions I despise with a flaming passion:
WHEN DID YOU DECIDE TO BE BI?
When I fucked your mom last night.It was never a decision for me, dumbshit.
Everyone’s perception of perfection is completely different; hence, “To each, their own.” Yet, despite the fact that everyone has an individual perspective of perfection, the media causes distortion to the unique images of perfection we each have in mind. The look of perfection constantly differentiates with each generation, and it becomes more ridiculous as time passes.
Simplicity was once viewed as a desirable quality, but now, any simple girl is just deemed plain and boring.
How bad has it become? The most beautiful girl you see can have levels of self-esteem nearly non-existent. Others may perceive her as the epitome of perfection, but to her own worst enemy — herself — she is the primary example of what she does not want to be. Why? Society.
The social norms have become more and more ridiculous over time, and they’re taking more serious tolls than before. Adolescents catch on to what media deems as “in” at younger and younger ages. The result? Teens beginning to smoke, drink, do drugs, starve themselves, or do anything else that causes permanent damage to their still-developing bodies. They start wearing more and more provocative clothing at younger ages, and think that it’s okay.
Upcoming generations seem to have lost sight of the fact that they don’t have to conform to what the media portrays as socially acceptable. They’re blinded by the media’s portrayal of so-called perfection as females who are either impossibly skinny or have the perfect curves, or males who have a six pack. Despite all pressure exerted on them to conform, they do not have to. But they still do. Because they don’t want to be outcasts. Because they don’t want to be made fun of. They want to fit in. But nobody really ever fits in, because everybody is different.
Due to the media’s influence on us, we often take our differences from each other for granted. If everybody fit in.. If everyone had the same exact personality and physical attributes as all others of their gender.. There would be no variety. None of us would have any amount of substance behind ourselves whatsoever due to the fact that there are no idiosyncrasies among us. We’d all be a bunch of boring people that can’t even be referred to as individuals because we’re all one in the same.
Respect yourselves and those around you, and accept what makes you unique. You can put yourself down and pick at what you think are your flaws due to a lack of self-esteem or whatever, but you need to know that what distinguishes you from everyone else is what makes you beautiful, because there is literally nobody else in the world like you. Stay true to yourself, and don’t bother striving for perfection, because the effort you put into that will just be effort wasted. You do not need to be “perfect” to be beautiful. You are one of a kind, and you are beautiful.
Today you are You, that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is Youer than You. - Dr. Seuss
By relationships, I’m not even really referring to romantic ones; I’m talking about all of them: family, friends, etc. I hate one-sided things. I see a healthy relationship as a give-and-take kind of thing, not give-or-take. There is a clear difference between the two.
The latter, if not already obvious, is the unequal one of the two. More often than not, in a give-or-take relationship, the side that gives and the side that takes balance each other out, because the giving and the taking are being done to the same extent; however, just because the two balance each other out does NOT mean that this is okay. One person shouldn’t always completely depend on another for something and constantly take whatever that is, without giving anything in return. The same goes, vice-versa; the giver in this situation shouldn’t allow the taker to continue taking advantage of them. Even if the giver and the taker are completely fine with that situation, it’s unhealthy, and will lead to future complications that will most likely result in a deteriorating — and, eventually, ruined — relationship. The inequality within a give-or-take relationship is what makes it unhealthy. In most cases, the taker is the one who has much of some form of power over the giver, which only causes the giver to continue to give the taker what they want. Thus, this sets into motion a vicious cycle in which the giver always gives, but never receives, and the taker always takes, but never gives. Tensions begin to build, and sooner or later, the giver will (hopefully) come to their senses, and confront the taker about the inequality between the two, which, depending on how strong the bond is, only leads to either a damaged relationship barely intact, or a completely destroyed relationship. Neither of those results sound nor are too appealing.
As for give-and-take relationships, the situation is quite different. Two individuals with this kind of relationship both give and take, but in equal amounts, thus also creating a balance. The balance created, however, is not the same as the balance created within a give or take relationship. In this case, there is no clash of giving and taking; instead, there is a healthy mix of the two. In this kind of relationship, favors are done for each other, and then returned. One person’s there for the other, and vice versa. The love — be it romantic, friendly, or family — is unconditional. The balance is kept equal, without much effort; the giving and taking within the relationship are at equilibrium.
Now for the venting part. I’ve encountered way too many of those give-or-take relationships; I’ve always been the giver, as far as I can remember. I guess it’s just the kinda shit I get myself into. I’m way too nice; I’m a fucking pushover. I just let those things happen; I don’t do shit to stop it. But really, I’ve lost count of how many times where I’ve been the one always trying the hardest to keep a friendship/relationship/etc. going, whereas the effort isn’t reflected in the other person. I don’t know if I’m being cynical or what, but that’s just how it’s always felt to me. I hate when that shit happens, because it’s like once I’ve been the giver within the relationship for a while, it’s like if I stop supplying what the taker needs, I feel hella guilty. Guilt trips work too well on me, and I fucking hate it.
You know what else I hate? When I do a whole bunch of shit for someone, and I don’t get SHIT back for what I do. I mean, I don’t expect anything to the extent of what I did in return, but damn, at least somehow show me that you’re thankful. There have been so many times where I’ve felt so unappreciated, but I didn’t wanna say shit about it because those kinds of things used to seem too small to trip over. Now, though, with how I’m going to even greater lengths for people, I wouldn’t mind a little appreciation. A simple “thank you” would suffice. Ain’t needa do nothin’ fancy. I take that kind of stuff to the heart, because as I was growing up, I’ve gained a lot, but I’ve lost so much more, which has taught me to always appreciate the small things. I know I shouldn’t expect everyone to do that just because I do, but I know for damn sure that “thank you” is not too much to ask for.
Sometimes, I wonder if the same thoughts that run through my mind from time to time ever run through yours. I wonder if you’re ever up at night like I am sometimes, just reminiscing about how things used to be, and then pondering how things could have been. I wonder if things hadn’t happened like they did, would we still be how we were then, now. I wonder when’s the next time someone’s going to ask me about what happened and why it happened and I’m going to just tell them people come and go because reliving what happened would just kill me inside.
After I finished cleaning, I went to my room and looked through it. Mind you, I have never sat down and read any part of the Bible. Ever. A few pages in, it had a somewhat index, and the first part was headlined “Where to find help when..” and then it listed some predicaments. I saw one that said “Faith Fails” and I went to Psalm 42:5 like it directed me to.
“Why are you cast down, O my soul? And why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God, for I shall yet praise Him for the help of his countenance.”
Honestly, that didn’t help much with my issue of faith. I went to Hebrews 11 like it directed afterward. Didn’t help much either. It talked about these different people who had the utmost faith in Him and did things without questioning Him.
There was only one part that stuck out to me, and it was the first sentence.
“Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.”
I think my issue is not that I don’t have much faith in Him, but more that I don’t have much faith in what the Bible says. I believe in Him. I just don’t see much credibility behind the Bible.
I’m trying as hard as I can to help you get through this situation you’re facing right now, but I just wish you could understand that it’s extremely difficult to do so, when it comes to problems of this nature where it tears me apart to have to help you. But despite the pain, I’m still gonna try and help you in any way I can, because it hurts even more to know you’re in all this pain. You deserve so much better than what you have.. You deserve to be happy. I care enough for you to put all of my emotions aside to be able to be there for you, no matter how much it hurts, but what hurts more is how you can’t see that.

